Chapter 731: Registered Disciple

"However, the Ancestor is the Ancestor after all. His old self is a scholar of heaven and man; after researching the 'Duo Tian Zao Hua Pill', he deeply felt that human power has its limits, so he did not continue to optimize the pill formula, but instead blazed a new trail and studied a formula for the 'Bu Tian Zao Hua Pill'!"

The Foundation Establishment Disciple must have studied alchemy back in the day, as he spoke of these matters as if they were his own family treasures.

"The Duo Tian Zao Hua Pill can allow a mortal to grow a Spirit Root, while the Bu Tian Zao Hua Pill can purify an Innate Spirit Root and improve a cultivator's aptitude... With these two combined, a mortal can possess a Spirit Root aptitude suitable for cultivation."

"Back then, that South Border Gu God had a concubine who became pregnant but gave birth to a mortal baby girl, so he came to beg at our door. Even with the status of a Spirit Severing cultivator, he still had to follow the rules before this Heaven-Reaching Jade Stele of ours and use Contribution Points to exchange for the pill... The Ancestor has said: the sect may perish, but the system shall exist forever; therefore, no one is allowed to break the rules!"

The higher the level of a cultivator, the harder it is to produce offspring.

A Spirit Severing cultivator's concubine getting pregnant and giving birth to a mortal girl are both events of extremely low probability.

The youth in green and the girl in red listened in a daze, but felt it sounded very impressive.

He saw through the thoughts of these two great cultivators as clearly as a blazing fire.

But if they were to engage in palace intrigue or household squabbles at a critical moment... and delay his affairs, he clearly would not be soft-hearted.

Even if he did not fall for the trap earlier, as long as they spoke a few more words to him and delayed the time, it would be difficult to answer to the Ancestor.

"This child?"

The Yaowang Sect has the strictest rules, but the only exception is that Ancestor!

"What virtue or ability does this youth have to actually be able to summon the Sect Master to receive him personally?"

Xue Wuyou bowed and exited the Cave Abode, immediately turning into a streak of light and arriving at the foot of the Yaowang Sect mountain.

Fang Lang hurriedly performed a salute, then saw that whether it was the Foundation Establishment Disciple testing him or the Golden Core cultivator in blue, they all bowed: "Greetings, Sect Master!"

A descendant of the Ancestor!

The Sect Master of the Yaowang Sect walked into the living room, saw Aaron, and immediately bowed: "Greetings, Ancestor, may the Ancestor live for ten thousand years!"

"No, no... looking at this bloodline power, it is already weak to the limit, so it is not from my lineage... but the seed of a blood relative of this body..."

Hou Shan, the place where the Spirit Veins are most abundant.

"Bloodline Talisman?"

The competition and conflicts from back in the Far West have also continued, and even the old sect forces represented by the Ten Halls have joined in; the three factions of cultivators have you in me and me in you, fighting to their hearts' content.

"It's not that it's impossible..." the Foundation Establishment Disciple sighed: "We who cultivate immortality must turn the impossible into the possible... Never mind a Four Spirit Root, even a Five Spirit Root, or even no Spirit Root at all—as long as one has great opportunity, one can still cultivate the Taoism, summon wind and rain... For example, you, as long as you take a 'Bu Tian Zao Hua Pill', your cultivation speed would not be much different from an ordinary True Spirit Root disciple... Alas, one 'Bu Tian Zao Hua Pill' requires ten million Contribution Points; never mind you, even a Nascent Soul monster would feel the pain in their heart when exchanging for it... and that's not even counting whether they have the authorization!"

The Foundation Establishment Disciple who previously tested Fang Lang's aptitude widened his eyes, then looked at Shen Bing ingratiatingly: "Junior Sister Shen, are you aware of this?"

"'Bu Tian Zao Hua Pill', ten million Contribution Points?"

Xue Wuyou smiled slightly and said.

And the youth in green is named 'Fang Lang', who is himself just a mortal, working odd jobs in a nearby mortal city to survive.

He thought for a moment and sent out a Transmission Talisman.

He bestowed two items upon Fang Lang, then looked at Shen Wanshui: "I am taking this child as a Registered Disciple, but before he reaches the Golden Core stage, there is no need for him to come see me; you shall be responsible for his daily instruction..."

Actually, he does not mind eating melons and watching the show on a daily basis.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators who were called showed joy and led Fang Lang into the Cave Abode.

"Fate... is wondrous and indescribable!"

"The first hurdle of cultivating immortality is testing one's Spirit Root aptitude; this Spirit Root is the most important. If one has no Spirit Root or a Waste Spirit Root, then there is no hope for cultivating immortality for life..."

A smile appeared on Xue Wuyou's face, but he sighed in his heart.

'I always feel like you are cursing me, but I have no evidence...'

Xue Wuyou continued to lead Fang Lang on the journey, secretly feeling it a pity in his heart.

The Foundation Establishment Disciple explained sternly, took out a mirror, and said to the group of youths: "Step forward one by one and test your Spirit Roots!"

Fortunately, the nature of it was not too malicious, so he just gave a small punishment as a warning; therefore, he did not answer Xue Wuyou, but only looked at Fang Lang: "You are called Fang Lang?"

Now that another descendant of the Ancestor has joined the sect, who knows what changes it will bring to this number one sect in the world?

"As you command!" Shen Wanshui hurriedly bowed, knowing that the infighting between the Family Faction and the Master-Disciple Faction had annoyed the Ancestor, allowing him, of the Ten Halls Faction, to take advantage.

Fang Lang was dazed and, in low spirits, was about to leave the Yaowang Sect.

"This child... can be considered a distant relative of mine; go and fetch him, and record him into the sect!"

A brilliant light swirled in Bai Junqi's eyes, and he shook his head slightly: "Judging by his appearance... his Spirit Root is impure; it should be a Four Spirit Root of Gold, Water, Fire, and Earth, and he has no special Spirit Body... Is Senior Brother Xue not joking?"

Although Shen Bing also has the surname Shen, she is no longer a direct descendant, and her ancestors had already branched off; she cannot get much benefit and cannot enter the sect without examination by paying Contribution Points, so she can only come for the assessment.

Hearing this, the surrounding youths could not help but cast glances.

Xue Wuyou bowed again and signaled for Fang Lang to salute immediately.

Seeing that Fang Lang was a bit constrained, Shen Wanshui deliberately spoke openly: "Rest assured... the year you reach Foundation Establishment, all the Foundation Establishment Pills of the entire sect will definitely be prioritized for you; if one pill isn't enough, then two, if eight aren't enough, then ten... only after you reach Foundation Establishment will it be the turn of the other seeds..."

Aaron moved his thoughts, and the gate of the Cave Abode opened with a boom.

Xue Wuyou waved his hand and pointed at Fang Lang: "This child... record him into the sect!"

Of course...

This kind of power struggle is limited to a reasonable range by the mechanism of the Heaven-Reaching Jade Stele, which counts as a small bit of entertainment for Aaron in his long life.

After speaking, he directly swept up Fang Lang and left in a streak of light.

In front of the Cave Abode were pavilions and towers, and in the middle was a Lotus Pond, blooming with emerald green lotuses.

This Foundation Establishment Disciple looked at the four-colored radiance on the mirror and shook his head.

"This junior is indeed... this immortal..."

Alas... the other party did not fall for the trap!

After entering the living room, he saw a youth in white sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed, his eyes as warm as jade looking over.

In this short time, his identity had already been guessed seven or eight times over; some Nascent Soul monsters even thought that Fang Lang might be an illegitimate child left outside by that Ancestor!

Who knows what expression Fang Lang would have if he knew about this.

"This..." Xue Wuyou was stunned. He never imagined that this Divine Needle of the Yaowang Sect would be interested in the assessment of mere entry-level Disciples!

Aaron said nothing more and let the Light and Shadow freeze upon Fang Lang.

He possessed the strength of a Nascent Soul Late Stage and was none other than the current Sect Master of the Yaowang Sect, Xue Wuyou!

While speeding along, he felt incomparably shocked in his heart: 'An ancestor's... distant descendant? This has never happened before...'

This great cultivator 'Bai Junqi' was the one with the highest cultivation in the Bai Family today, his cultivation having reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage!

The fact that the other party could intercept him just as he made a move clearly showed that the Family Faction's influence within the sect had increased once again.

He swept his Divine Sense across, and his expression changed drastically: "So that's how it is... The Sect Master is actually running errands for the Ancestor. It has been a long time since I have seen the Ancestor's golden face; why don't we go together?"

Just as Xue Wuyou ascended to the Yaowang Sect, he saw a white light descend, within which appeared the figure of a Nascent Soul cultivator: "Senior Brother Xue, why such a rush..."

In the ten thousand years of the Yaowang Sect, who has ever seen this?

A Cave Abode.

That's right... although he carried the surname Shen, he was a member of the Shushan Sword Hall among the Ten Great Halls!

Beneath the Lotus Pond, there was a massive Shadow, lying motionless like a giant rock.

"Strange... I didn't even know Fang Yu had siblings..."

"Fang Lang... Gold, Earth, Water, Fire Four Spirit Roots... Not qualified!"

An elderly man with a refined appearance appeared before him: "You are Fang Lang?"

"Zhang Qingfeng... Three Spirit Roots... Qualified!"

Aaron swept a faint glance at Xue Wuyou and Bai Junqi. Although there was no pressure, it made these two great cultivators feel a chill in their hearts.

"Your true Master is the Supreme Elder of this sect... I am merely your temporary teacher; you may just call me Teacher..."

"Yes!" Fang Lang knelt on the ground, his heart surging, his voice even trembling slightly.

"Bai Junqi, Xue Wuyou, Shen Wanshui... come in."

Aaron awoke from his meditation and raised his hand in a beckoning gesture.

The master-disciple lineage was not inferior either, with Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators emerging one after another, their combat methods and mental states often even superior to those of the Family Cultivators.

Fang Lang took a step back, his expression pale.

This Junior Brother Bai was truly slippery and difficult to discipline.

He did not know what his Spirit Root was like before coming, and at this moment, he was almost in despair: "May I ask the Immortal Master... is it true that I cannot cultivate with this Spirit Root?"

Fang Lang hurriedly bowed.

No matter who wins or loses, kill them both! This was also his life experience...

It was only due to a series of coincidences that he arrived here.

The current Medicine King Peak.

Shen Wanshui brought Fang Lang along, feeling as if he were carrying a great treasure.

"Four Spirit Roots, that is fine..." Aaron took a jade bottle and a Jade Slip from his ring: "You have probably guessed something. Correct, you barely count as a descendant of the Ancestor... It is fate that you could come to the Yaowang Sect... Your cultivation is too low, so I grant you a bottle of 'Heavenly Wood Liquid'. This Spirit Medicine can allow you to regrow a Wood Spirit Root, completing a body with all Five Elements. Only then will you be able to practice the 'Hunyuan Art' that I, the Ancestor, have improved..."

Swoosh!

A blood-red Talisman fell into his hand.

"My Bloodline Talisman?"

Aaron waved his hand.

"No wonder I am so romantic; this is not my fault, it is the fault of Fang Yu's bloodline!"

The gate of the Cave Abode swung open, and a voice like jade drifted out.

Within the Yaowang Sect, besides the master-disciple faction, the influence of cultivation families also existed stubbornly.

Aaron's expression was slightly strange: "Could it be that the prescription used when I was a mortal and romantic was not quite right... or did a fish slip through the net?"

"I don't know..."

"Junior Brother Bai..."

After all, although a Different Spirit Root is not as good as a Heavenly Spirit Root, its cultivation speed is still far ahead of the rest!

Before reaching the Golden Core bottleneck, there are not many difficulties.

"Zhao Erniu... Five Spirit Roots... Not qualified!"

"However... I didn't expect that a descendant of Fang Yu's blood kin could actually make it here and even possess a Spirit Root... This can be considered a bit of fate, right?"

"Come in!"

"Mm."

Fang Lang stood there, stunned...

Whew!

Suddenly, a Transmission Talisman flashed out of the void and was caught by Bai Junqi.

Although one can cultivate with Four Spirit Roots, the aptitude is too poor; let alone Foundation Establishment, even reaching the Qi Refining Late Stage is difficult!

"What?"

"Teacher!"

Xue Wuyou scanned Fang Lang with his Divine Sense inch by inch, feeling that this child had nothing hidden or special, and could not help but feel a bit envious.

"So, he didn't know either... Is it a descendant left behind by his father when he was young and fooling around with other women outside?"

"Shen Bing... eh?" This Foundation Establishment cultivator looked at the mirror, a look of surprise appearing on her face: "Ice Attribute Heterogeneous Spirit Root... Congratulations, Junior Sister, congratulations. Possessing a Different Spirit Root, even if the subsequent two assessments are slightly worse, the sect will still admit you at its discretion."

One youth after another stepped forward, and finally, it was Fang Lang's turn.

He was considered a cultivator of the master-disciple lineage and did not look favorably upon the five great families forming cliques within the sect.

"As you command!"

Fang Lang's eyes were nearly dazzled; he felt that even an immortal palace could be no more than this, as if he had arrived in the Immortal Realm of the heavens.

Not long after, a streak of cyan light arrived directly outside the Cave Abode, revealing an old man with a refined appearance and a solemn expression: "Greetings, Ancestor..."

Original Taixu Wuji Peak.

The girl in red is named 'Shen Bing', and she comes from a branch of the great cultivation clan—the 'Shen Family'.

Suddenly, a flash of light streaked across the horizon.

"Actually, it is nothing major... I simply wish to admit this child into the sect."

Aaron could not be bothered to respond; he simply raised his hand, causing two wisps of cyan smoke to rise and manifest a scene of light and shadow in mid-air, which was precisely the scene outside in the plaza beneath the Spirit-Connecting Jade Stele.

From beginning to end, Fang Lang kept his head lowered, trying hard to pretend to be invisible.

The three great cultivators immediately bowed.

"Ancestor, the person has been brought... I have already ordered someone to admit him into the sect. How about I personally instruct him in the future? What do you think, Elder?"

"Hmm, after returning, I will help you refine the 'Heavenly Wood Liquid'. As for the Qi Refining stage, the cultivation is extremely simple; as long as there are enough medicinal pills, even a pig could reach Foundation Establishment!"

However, he was not a reckless person; before investigating clearly, the more ordinary this youth appeared, the less he would let his guard down.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Naturally, you may."

Shen Bing watched Fang Lang's departing back, feeling inexplicably envious again...

By now, a structure of five giants—the Bai, Lin, Li, Shen, and Dong families—had formed, with each family having a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Late Stage holding down the fort.

Alas... by the time he reached Hou Shan, over a dozen Nascent Soul old monsters had already gathered by the Lotus Pond, their eyes staring fixedly at him.

"Is this... really appropriate?" Fang Lang scratched his head.

Isn't the Yaowang Sect the place that values fairness the most? Why does it sound so dark?

Yet, there is also an inexplicable sense of satisfaction?

"What is inappropriate about it?" Shen Wanshui waved his hand dismissively: "Previously, the sect's Golden Core descendants, Nascent Soul descendants, and Sect Master's Disciples... all formed their own small circles to compete for resources, and their behavior was unsightly... but you can rest assured now, no immortal second-generation has a background as big as yours!"

(End of this chapter)